Strange shards
All relics of the path that I have followed
To dead ends
Embed in wounds
All doors into the past
They’ve barred themselves but scars have failed
Torn open far too soon
And with time the shards transform to keys
Fit for lowest depths
Unlocked truths to reveal
Sharpened fine
The keys all sink within
My time has come
Accepting fate
Light disappears again
Fading eyes
No paths I see now
I become the ghost...
The ghost I used to be...
I searched throughout the void (I chose this)
For the scraps of life I have left behind
Each one has left me knowing (I feel nothing)
This path may never reach an end for me, oh...
And with a spectral breath I’m begging to be freed...
This burden of regret
Kindling to ignite
And a necessary end
To living in a lie
So when fires all burn cold
Leave behind a glowing husk
The ghost that I become again
Glides back into the dusk, alone
Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
Oi jau cia turetu padirbeti viesuju rysiu specialistai.welcome to XXI century Negi nesimato kad rusai iki mano amziaus megsta vakarietiska kultura.ta pati muzika filmai drabuziai keliones.jiems priklauso ateitis te seniai pasilaidoja po tankais o ne jie